The post-apocalyptic world has a space full of supplies.

Chapter 117: He's a person, a living person! Not a zombie!

Lu Yuan moored the yacht in a relatively wide area of ​​the sea. Only after feeling the yacht swaying noticeably with the waves did Lu Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.

He turned on the cockpit lights, tidied himself up, wrapped himself tightly in his protective suit, opened the hatch, and walked onto the deck. The biting cold wind, mixed with large snowflakes, howled. If he hadn't been wearing a protective suit with a mask, similar to a spacesuit, his face would probably have been sliced ​​off by now.

The South China base is located near the equator and at sea, so the outdoor temperature is higher than inland areas, but it's still close to minus thirty degrees Celsius. When Lu Yuan and his group left N City, the outdoor temperature there was already below minus fifty degrees Celsius. Now it's even more unpredictable. He can't even predict what the situation will be like at the other three bases further inland, or in other countries near the North and South Poles.

After circling the deck, the sea was pitch black except for the yacht, with only the faint light emanating from the yacht's cockpit. Lu Yuan hadn't turned on the bright lights, so they only illuminated a small area in front of the cabin door.

All of this was to save fuel. Although Lu Yuan had plenty of fuel in his space, manually refueling the yacht by himself was not impossible for him, but it was indeed quite difficult.

Even though he was wearing thick protective clothing, Lu Yuan still felt cold to the core. He shivered a couple of times and went back into the cabin.

To save energy and fuel, Lu Yuan put the food he had taken out and put in the refrigerator back into his spatial storage, leaving only one person's dinner. He heated it up in the kitchen and then took it into the cockpit.

He closed the cockpit door and took out a small heating device from the space. The cockpit was small, so his energy consumption was relatively low, and he could also observe the outside situation and keep an eye on the port area through the monitoring cameras on the yacht.

Having just finished a hot dinner, Lu Yuan noticed lights appearing around the yacht. He immediately exited the spatial interface he was studying in detail and rushed to the control panel, quickly switching between monitoring the various directions of the yacht.

"We're doomed!" These were the last words Lu Yuan uttered after assessing his surroundings.

Although Qin Yuan and Ji Lang reacted quickly, six of their group of eight were still surrounded by the man in the trench coat and his companions.

Yes, they were surrounded. Only Pei Sihao and Lin Yun, with the help of the other four, managed to break through the crowd and escape.

It had been more than half a year since the apocalypse, and this was the first time they had seen so many people outside of the South China base.

That's right, those surrounding them were all people, living people!

Not zombies!

"There are still so many people here!" Pei Sihao followed Lin Yun out of the crowd and ran all the way. It wasn't that he didn't want to turn back to save Gu Nanfeng, but they were outnumbered and outmatched.

"It's probably because it's a coastal area or a port, with plenty of supplies and the temperature isn't as low as other places, that so many people survived. There are quite a few superhumans among them." Although they were fleeing, Lin Yun didn't forget to observe. The crowd surrounding them numbered at least six or seven hundred people, and they might even be a small enemy base with more than a thousand survivors.

"What should we do? We have no idea what their purpose is." Pei Sihao followed Lin Yun and pried open a small skylight, then quickly crawled through the window into the small villa buried in snow.

After entering the villa, Lin Yun leaned against the window that had been closed again and listened for a while. Only after confirming that no one was chasing them did he respond to Pei Sihao, "We are still within the range of the walkie-talkie signal. Let's wait and see if they will send us any news."

“We’re all fine. At worst, there are two of us. I’m a little worried about Lu Yuan.” Pei Sihao leaned against the other side of the small window and took out some compressed biscuits and water from his backpack. “Let’s replenish our supplies first, no matter what.”

“Me too. This is a port city. With so many people, it’s possible they have several ships.” Lin Yun also took out some compressed biscuits from his backpack and started eating. Since meeting Lu Yuan, this was one of the few times he had needed to eat compressed biscuits.

"Tsk, the more I think about it, the more I feel that man was trying to lure us away from the port." Lin Yun agreed with Pei Sihao's conclusion, but now they had no way to go back to the past. They could only hope that Lu Yuan, who was alone on the yacht, would be quick-witted.

After confirming that there were seven or eight cargo ships of various sizes surrounding them from all directions, Lu Yuan was no longer too afraid. At least he didn't think that zombies could evolve to the point of being able to drive ships in such a short time.

The small cargo ships slowly approached Lu Yuan's yacht. It was clear that the other side was also very cautious, because Lu Yuan had quickly turned off the lights in the cockpit after discovering the situation. The other side probably couldn't judge the number of people on the yacht, so they hesitated to approach.

While the people outside dared not force their way in, Lu Yuan rummaged through his spatial storage and put on a pair of night vision goggles. Sometimes he really had to thank this space; there were so many things inside that Lu Yuan couldn't even imagine them. After discovering the search function, Lu Yuan was able to find many things that he hadn't been able to find before just by looking, such as these night vision goggles. He had never understood why that person would hoard so many goggles before, but now it seemed that these goggles must all have different functions.

With the aid of night vision goggles, Lu Yuan's movements in the dark were not affected at all. He groped his way into the cabin. Because he had turned off the heating earlier to save energy, it was already very cold here. But he still braved the cold in this spacious place and put on another protective suit that he had taken out from his space.

The protective suit is described as waterproof, cold-proof, and oxygen-providing. He was prepared to take the risk of abandoning ship and escaping, and the only way for him to do so was to jump into the sea!

Just as the seven or eight cargo ships surrounding Lu Yuan's yacht finally decided to board it, there was a "splash," as if something had fallen into the sea.

"What is that?!" Several men who jumped from the cargo ship onto the yacht immediately shone their flashlights into the sea, but they could no longer see even a splash.

"Third Brother, could it be that the people on the yacht threw the supplies into the sea?" The man at the front immediately tried to smash the cabin door. They had been observing the yacht for a long time and knew that there were people and supplies on board. This time, they took advantage of the fact that most of the people on the yacht had disembarked to try to seize the yacht and its supplies.

"No way! It doesn't matter if people jump overboard, but we need to keep the yacht and supplies!" Another burly man joined in and started kicking the yacht's cabin door.

They quickly kicked open the cabin door, and a group of more than thirty people rushed into the cabin with flashlights, only to find a thick protective suit on the ground.